Bubba bubba bubbles

There is much bubble blowing around here ever since I dug out the fun blowers (which I bought at the end of season last year and put so deep in storage that I didn't find them until the end of this season).  But the real skill comes in another kind of bubble blowing...chewing gum.  Adeline has endeavored to teach Luke the trick of it, and with much picking up of wads of gum blown out on the ground and re-chewing ground gum (because we can't waste bubble-licious), Luke has now officially mastered the art of bubble blowing!

Seamus was enamoured by the bubbles coming out of everyone's mouths and couldn't figure why he couldn't just stick his tongue out and make one too.  Well, kid, first you gotta learn to chew gum without swallowing it!

Bubbles.  Learning nonsense skills.  Playing in the sun.  That's what friends are for...

The party party

 

 

The birthday boy:  Seamus
The birthday:  first
The weather:  perfect
The food: hot dogs
The cake:  chocolate
The friends:  talkative
The children:  sandy
The dog:  stealing food
The party:  the best

To Catch you Up

This guy is crawling.  It may not look like the crawling you know, but he's MOving.

Lots of snow.  Acres of snow.  Wind that howls and blows the snow.  March comes in like a lion they say.

He brings the snow inside for us, the little turkey.  On his hairy little paws.  Then he dashes around in an effort to warm up and gets the snow all over my freshly cleaned floors.  Yes he does.  Lord, let me laugh instead of cry.

the best kind of friends bring books.  drink coffee.  love on the baby.  don't notice the dirty floors.  and don't hate the dog too much.

Our diaper baby doesn't play in the snow too much yet, so for him it's always a good time to be naked!

I just adore his naked chubbiness.

With all this snow you'd think I'd have some photos of us playing in it.  But since I'm participating in the play, there are very few photos to show for it.  I pick up the camera when we're sitting inside with company though!  I will make an effort to photograph the snow-play.  Now I'm being intentional; it'll happen.

Fall Wanderings

Out for a rather random walk around the industrial suburbs here in Winkler while our van had new tires put on.  Our friend in any outdoor pursuit, Adeline, met up with us for our odd, side-of-the-highway-and-into-the-mini-golf-back-40 jaunt. Isn't jaunt a fun word?